I can hear a distant whisper,
a whisper beyond time.
It whispers not to the mind,
but to itself.
I listen and think I know what it’s saying,
but I’m just in the way.
Listen, be silent, don’t think.
It speaks not to the mind,
but to the silence itself.
The silence that I am.
-Nanne Nyander
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